“Okay, I’m going to hold a small piece of ice against your tooth to test for cold sensitivity. Are you ready?”
“First, I’ll hold it against the right side, which isn’t having any problems. How does that feel?”
“A i’hl ‘old — ah, ulp, a little cold, not too much pain.”
“Good. Now I’ll move over to the left side and touch it against tooth fifteen, where you’ve been having the ache.”
On the plus side, I got my own copy of the X-ray picture which the dentist took. The older work on my upper left-side molars shows up as opaque blobs. Years of dissipation and unmoderated sugar intake, all condensed into a symbolism of metal! And, of course, it’s a picture of inside my head taken with invisible light. How cool is that?